Became A Queen After divorce

He chose Jerry, who was crouching in the corner secretly looking into a mirror.

As a little fan of Cheyenne, he was also invited today.

He had been busy with the last project for three months and forgot to get a haircut, so his hair had grown to his shoulders.

For the goddess’s wedding banquet, Jerry dressed especially festively today-a bright red suit paired with a pink shirt, making it hard to distinguish his gender from a distance.

Additionally, being a homebody who rarely saw the sun, he had very fair skin.

The only downside was that he had been working overtime recently, causing a few pimples to appear on his chin.

When Master Glenn took the photo, Jerry was holding a delicate mirror in one hand and squinting at his reflection.

The photo was sent out.

The other party quickly responded: [Cheyenne really has no taste, how could she choose someone so tacky to replace me?]

Master Glenn replied, “Not only tacky, but also small-eyed.”

After saying that, he irresponsibly turned and left, leaving Jerry completely bewildered.

“Tacky?”© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

“Small-eyed?”

Meanwhile, on the outskirts of the island, a handsome young man stood against the wind.

The olive-green military uniform accentuated his tall figure, and his broad back looked particularly lonely against the endless sea.

Just one look at his back made Tanner almost cry.

It was truly heartbreaking.

“Master Iker, don’t you also like Miss Lawrence? If you had confessed to her while Mr. Foley was missing, maybe…”

Iker didn’t even turn his head. “It has nothing to do with Kelvin. If she has me in her heart, I would abandon this uniform to be with her.”

“If she doesn’t have me in her heart, confessing would be useless and only cause her trouble.”

“But…”

This is too unfair to you. At least you should have a chance to try before giving up.

If he were Master Iker, he would definitely be unwilling to accept this.

Iker firmly interrupted him, saying, “You wouldn’t understand. Truly loving someone means as long as she is happy, I am happy.”

“For example, seeing her find happiness now makes me happier than if I had found it myself.”

Whether he was comforting himself or Tanner was unclear.

Tanner couldn’t hold back anymore and felt his nose sting as tears fell.

“So Master Iker, you specifically flew from Onistead to ensure Miss Lawrence’s wedding went smoothly.”

“Yes. This is my selfishness.”

On the surface, he had deployed troops to protect the president’s safety, and no one dared to criticize him for it.

Suddenly, he heard Master Iker say, “Tanner, do you feel that today’s sea breeze is very Pearl?”

Tanner was stunned for two seconds.

He imitated Master Iker by closing his eyes and letting the sea breeze caress his face.

Indeed, today’s wind lacked the salty smell of seawater and carried more floral fragrance.

“Yes, today’s sea is beautiful.”

Iker gazed distantly towards the island. Cheyenne must be very beautiful today too, but he had no chance to see her.

Putting aside his extra thoughts, Iker returned to his usual serious demeanor.

As he turned around, the sea breeze lifted his cloak, making a rustling sound that seemed resolute.

“Let’s go patrol another area.”

While Tanner was lost in thought, Master Iker had already walked far ahead.

Coming back to his senses, he quickly jogged to catch up.

“Master Iker, you forgot your most adorable deputy general on the reef.”

The sea breeze carried back his response:

“You stay here and keep enjoying the breeze. I’ll come get you when the sun rises from the west.”

Hearing this, Tanner honestly sat on the reef waiting for him to return.

Watching the ceaseless waves, he felt something was off.

Suddenly, Tanner slapped the back of his head.

“Idiot! Master Iker was joking with you. The sun rises in the east and sets in the west; it can never rise from the west.”

“Master Iker, Master Iker, wait for me…”

Taswya, Zheemond Hospital, in a certain VIP ward.

Sam stood with his back to the patient by the window, his clear eyes focused on the news on his phone screen.

Bold capitalized words immediately caught his attention:

[#Grand Wedding: The Foley Group Chairman Marries Nymphscape Group Heir-A Perfect Match!]

He usually didn’t care about such gossip news but clicked on it today.

The article’s author witnessed this century wedding as an audience member.

It started by introducing the backgrounds of the two protagonists-the groom and groom’s family backgrounds.

Then it praised various aspects like the luxurious and romantic wedding venue and the distinguished guests attending.

At the end of the article were two photos.

One showed Cheyenne in her wedding dress standing with Kelvin; Kelvin’s smile was so silly it made Sam jealous.

“My dear brother, such a big event as your wedding and you didn’t invite your brother for a drink?”

“Smiling so foolishly-Is this still the Kelvin I know?”

After complaining, Sam shifted his gaze to the second photo and couldn’t help but smile.

He gently stroked the cute faces of the little ones in the photo with his finger.

“Are these my nephew and niece?”

In the picture, the little boy had delicate features resembling a mini version of Kelvin.

Wearing a neat little suit, he looked like a gentlemanly little prince, though his demeanor was as helpless as Kelvin’s.

It was obvious they were father and son. The little niece looked more like a young Cheyenne.

She was sitting on her mother’s wedding dress hem playfully, yawning with her little face up-a moment captured by a reporter.

“Seeing my dear brother so happy now makes me feel somewhat uneasy as an older brother.”

“Mother, you wouldn’t blame me, right? Even though I promised you I’d never trouble him again in this life.”

After hesitating for a second, Sam called for his subordinate.

“Find out where Love Island is; I want an answer within ten minutes.”

“Yes, sir.”

Pearl woke up just in time to hear Sam mention “Love Island,” curious why he suddenly brought up this place name.

Wait a minute; there was another person in the room-probably his subordinate.

The man noticed Pearl waking up first and respectfully stepped aside to greet her with a bow.

“Miss Pearl.”

“Hmm. And you are?”

Before the man could answer, Sam’s voice echoed in the room.

Indifferently he said, “You go handle what I instructed first.”

“Yes.”

The man quickly turned and left, leaving only Pearl and Sam in the room, staring at each other.

Sam chuckled lightly.

“Since Miss Pearl is awake, I’ll take my leave. If you need anything, you can ask Bobby.”

Bobby was the name of his blond henchman.

Seeing him about to leave too, Pearl panicked and hurriedly grabbed his arm.

“Don’t!”